A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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ITIHAS ON ME NAAM LIKHA MERA DESH

यारा प्यारा मेरा देश,

सजा – संवार

Truth Untold

My pain and misery fall from the sky

So hard I try to ignore it, but it still gets by.

Qurbat Say Teri Reh Nhi Pata...

Qurbat Say Teri Reh Nh Pata Mai Apny Aap Mein...
Har Baar Tujh ko Tujh Sy He..Churany Ko Je

ELAAN SE KEHTE HAI

जान हथेली पर, एक दम में गंवा देंगे

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kanha ki diwani

हर शाम किसी के लिए सुहानी नही होती

Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha ?

Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha,

na qareeb aaye, na fasla rakha.

A Message From My Heart

I thought it was what I wanted.

You promised me it was.

You took me in your arms<

CHEHRE PE KITABO SE JYADA LIKHA HAI

GIRNA BHI ACHHA HAI 

OUKA KA PATA CHALTA HAI

BADTE HAI JUB HATH UTHANE KO&nb

Come A Little Closer

Come a little closer

Honey, come a little closer,

let me whisper in your ear.

na hi pyaar badla hai or na hi jazbad

ना ही दिल बदला है मेरा,

ना ही मेरे ज़�